Zongman: I accidentally picked up a JK

As expected, Mingyou returned home injured.

Manri is an exorcist. She suddenly clamped her legs together with such great force that even Mingyou was left with two red marks.

And then there is the body. Mingyou, who made the young lady happy and then died again, was inevitably pinched and his waist was full of finger marks.

"Blame me, blame me"

Although it's not entirely his fault, when the two of them were intimate, they had no energy to care about those things. Manari never rejected his actions.

But he is Mingyou after all, so he openly admits that he is the one who is a bit shy.

Who makes the eldest daughter so easy to bully? Her reaction is so cute.

And the eldest lady looks like...she seems to want to keep giving her tomatoes?

"Why am I so perverted?"

Never mind, just follow your heart.

My body was a little sore, but I felt refreshed after being released from abstinence for so many days, although I still felt a little unsatisfied.

I sent the electronic version of Jia's experience to Zhenli, but got no response. It was probably the first time for Zhenli to experience the castrated version of happiness, so she went to bed early.

"How cute...what shall we do next time?"

Hand, foot and mouth disease is only one experience, and there is still a long way to go.

A young lady who has only a vague understanding of sex but is full of sex reactions... It's so exciting!

This excitement could not be brought back to the apartment. With every step he took, the corners of Mingyou's mouth would lower a little.

"I'm back... huh?"

When he opened the door, Mingyou no longer felt as melancholy as he had yesterday.

"A thief broke in?"

"Ah, it's not a thief, it's Mr. Cat."

Mingyou changed his shoes and went into the house.

"No, Mr. Cat?"

Mingyou made eye contact with the 20-pound orange cat.

"Mr. Cat? How did you get here?"

"Meow." Mr. Cat responded lazily.

"Whose plane are you boarding? Or boat?"

But if it was Mr. Cat, it wouldn't be impossible for Mingyou to accept it if he swam over by himself.

"Meow." The cat called again and patted the floor beside him with his paws.

Mingyou understood very well that he had to masturbate it himself.

"Okay, Mr. Cat."

Mingyou sat down cross-legged, held the cat between his legs, and scratched its chin.

The cell phone rang, and Mingyou seemed to guess who it was.

"Hey, Master, how did you bring Mr. Cat here?"

"It went by itself." It was indeed Taoist Luo's voice.

There was a rare trace of fatigue. Mingyou had the impression that his master had never shown signs of fatigue. He was speechless for a moment.

"Master, do you still reward yourself at your age?"

"Get lost! It's your broken mustard seed space. By the way, I have something to tell you. Be prepared."

This sentence brought Mingyou back to his buried memories, and he uttered a painful "hmm".

"The mustard seed space may be yours alone. I am almost forgetting the memory you told me. That's all."

"It turns out that even Master can't do this."

For Mingyou, there is no room for what even his master cannot do.

"I understand, Master."

"But what I said before was just speculation. There are many possibilities in the mustard seed space. In short, you should be strong and don't embarrass our sect."

This was the first time that Luo Daoist had expressed his concern openly. In his long life, he had only one disciple, Guo Mingyou.

Perhaps Mingyou's uniqueness influenced his choice, but from the moment he picked up Mingyou, who was still a baby, and brought him back to the Taoist temple, he treated Mingyou as his own son.

After all, he is the master who influenced Mingyou's attitude towards life and he truly follows his heart.

The conversation between the master and the apprentice ended. Mingyou was massaging Mr. Mao while recalling what his master had said to him.

"You are born a spirit, different from ordinary people."

This is what Mingyou learned on the day when he was stopped by Taoist Luo from materializing the mustard seed space again.

Mingyou quickly accepted this and stopped thinking about it.

The reason was not because he was in despair of losing that person, nor was it because these were the words his master said.

But he knew that he was a reincarnated person from another time and space.

This is a secret unknown to the Luo Dao people. The correction of the world is not only reflected after the fusion of the mustard seed space. No matter who it is, they will only jokingly suspect that Mingyou has traveled through time or been reborn, but they will not really attribute this reason to Mingyou.

If he is not special, is he still a reborn person?

It's just that the price was a little too high, so Mingyou could only forget that person through forced burial.

But his life afterwards was still in line with his status. A girl like Manri, who was regarded as a spoiled child by others, would only be extremely beautiful in his arms.

"Just follow your heart."

Mingyou no longer looks like a Taoist priest, although he didn’t look like one before.

Whether it was the Tao Te Ching or the Daodejing, he had stopped chanting it in his mind a long time ago. Apart from the ideological principles, everything else in Taoism seemed to have fallen away along with the day he shaved his hair.

He seemed to be reborn. A new life also represents the passing of a life. I wonder if Mingyou died again to have the life he has now.

"Just follow your heart"

"Meow." The cat's cry interrupted Mingyou's thoughts.

"What's wrong, Mr. Cat? Where do you feel uncomfortable?"

"No! I forgot to ask Master how Master Cat came here!"

Forget it, it must be because he is worried about himself.

What happened next proved that Mingyou was right. The cat jumped out from between Mingyou's legs and pointed its claws at Mingyou's chest.

Mingyou understood and took off his shirt, revealing a scar and a lot of claw marks.

Master Cat: “Meow?”

The cat was confused. Why didn’t it do anything?

"Mr. Mao, you know, girls' subconscious actions..." Mingyou explained while scratching his head.

Sese Zhenli didn't know how to respond, and she grabbed Mingyou's body subconsciously, leaving some scratches.

The cat showed a human-like contemptuous look. Then he took two steps forward, touched the scar he had scratched more than ten years ago with his claws, and pointed at Mingyou's head.

"Ah, Master Cat, are you scratching my head this time? No, your brother relies on this face to get by, and I just got together with the young lady."

"Meow." Master Cat looked even more contemptuous.

"Ah, I guessed wrong. Is that still the chest?"

The amulet given by Master Cat has two functions: one is to seal and the other is to protect. Whether in Chiba or when he was possessed by the devil, it was the scar that saved him.

Mr. Cat shook his head.

"Is it, letting me choose whether to have a scar or not? No, an amulet?"

"Meow." Mr. Cat nodded.

Mingyou then realized that he was born as a spiritual being with terrifyingly strong talents.

There is a possibility that it was because of the seal of Lord Cat that it had the opportunity to be protected. Otherwise, it is likely that Mingyou could have turned the danger into safety by himself.

For example, when Chiba saved people and dogs, if he didn't have any scars, it might be the car that was damaged in the collision.

This is just a guess, Mingyou is not free enough to do a test.

And if the test is real, he has to remove the last wound on his chest first. That will make Mingyou's existence noticed by the relevant departments. A person can be like Lingyi, but he must not be Lingyi.

Mingyou couldn't help wondering whether he was a human being or not. But since the master didn't say anything, he didn't need to care.

"Let's just keep this one." Ming You made a choice, "I can't stand the quiet cultivation now, so I don't have to worry about losing those spiritual energies."

New life always has to be newer.

The cat didn't react much to Mingyou's words of "not striving for progress". It was also a person of the heart. It meowed to show that it understood, and then jumped onto Mingyou's bed and fell asleep.

Flying all the way from Datang... and swimming to Tokyo, it must have been very tiring.

A normal cat needs to sleep when he is tired.